Yama S Messengers

I'm scared to death when I see them arrive. Infected eyes red, staring at me. The time has come for retribution. Now they're counting my actions. . The cries and shouts are confusing me.

Yellow Stone

Ydks

You judge, you know better, you think that you are something more,. I know you're something less.. You say, you are better, you think that you are so much more,.

Youth Gone Wild

Since I was born they couldn't hold me down. Another misfit kid, another burned-out town. . Never played by the rules I never really cared. My nasty reputation takes me everywhere.

Yayo

You Don't Own Me

[Intro]. Motherfucker, you don't own me.. . [Verse 1]. You can't please everyone so listen up and understand,. I make music for me and for the people who love it..

Yellow Teeth

Passing judgment with haste. And laying to waste those who stand. Before us and dishonor the faith.. A dramatic opinion, but an opinion the same.. An attempt now to make right,.

Year One

The year is one. Dominance. Immune to the obstruction. The dawn of awkward legacies. . Proliferate. Concocted in degrees of mental state. Nature unifies - pure and innocent.

You Stopped The World

You Can't Polish A Turd... But You Can Roll It In Glitter [rockumentary]

You Ain't Built Like This

Yo Te Esperaru00e9

Y.o.l.o.

You Are God

You've Got To Belong To It

Build an inner door, drop and then explore. You smoke your head on straight, then drink. Your woes away. Some might not understand possession that's beyond your head.

You've Got To Be Belong To It

Build an inner door, drop and then explore. You smoke your head on straight, then drink. Your woes away. Some might not understand possession that's beyond your head.

Yesterday Don't Mean Shit

There's nothing special about it. It's either there when your born or not. Gifted with talent are no big deal. Welcome to the death of a century. . 'Cause yesterday don't mean shit.

Yesterday Don't Mean S**t

There's nothing special about it. It's either there when your born or not. Gifted with talent are no big deal. Welcome to the death of a century. . 'Cause yesterday don't mean shit.

Your Darkest Hour

Feel free to question me. Let out the hate you feel. Blame all your doubts on me. And your caving reality. I will not judge, I cannot judge. So feel free to question me.

You're Coming With Me

Intentional dreaming reveals a deceit less obvious. It's the liars who are punished but the liars speak the truth. I will never know your intention but I'll make clear my own.